[Verse 1] Cheap highs in the night getting rained on Faded in the city that I came from Girls told me fibs, I was too blind to hear 'em Put apples in the bucket so we bob like Dylan Remember, driving around an all white Nissan Thinking about the future using foresight vision Listening to Dad as the porch light lit him Welcome to the world of the poor white children Story of some middle class mall rats Prank calling everybody in our contacts Drinking too young, drinking too much Right until we threw up Then we grew up now, we’re trying to prove stuff Excuse us, trying to get ahead like a moose tusk I guess that I’ve been missing it lately This here’s for the city that shaped me
[Chorus] Wo-wo-woah, I don’t even know Thinking you can fly, maybe even so You ain’t fly like me You ain’t high like me, though These nights in the city got me feeling out of my mind These nights in the city got me feeling out of my mind
[Verse 2] I was a kid in the city that’s sun-soaked Where some folk smoke a whole bag in one toke Where marijuana is your partner, it’s marital The city with more green than a salad bowl In the city where the barrels roll And my old girls looked like Bratz dolls And my new girl looks like a true menace Used to drive around faded, being too reckless Recall all the memories in one glimpse Recall my first loves as a young prince Got no arse, I had girls with bum chins Why I celebrate all the dumb things I’ve done since Fun shit, ignorant dumb shit Why do we always gotta try to be smart? Shit Rekorderlig cider, jet lighter, my blunt's lit And my girl’s hotter than inside of an armpit
[Chorus] Wo-wo-woah, I don’t even know Thinking you can fly, maybe even so You ain’t fly like me You ain’t high like me, though These nights in the city got me feeling out of my mind These nights in the city got me feeling out of my mind
[Verse 3] Same thing on my mind in my cup again Make my house feel like Buckingham Try to understand we don’t have a decent plan So we keep weed in hand 'til we feel like Peter Pan Corners we reach fast, underneath stars Me deep in love in Dad’s dark green Saab I'm ticking all the days off the calendar One hand driving through the hills like a rally car Faded, never fazed by the real world And I’m looking real sick but I feel well And I’m looking real young but I feel aged Pill taste got me feeling like Bill Gates Swear I been there, heaven is a real place But sometimes the old city's a steel cage With me and my pale-faced compadres Living out a skateboard soirée
[Chorus] Wo-wo-woah, I don’t even know Thinking you can fly, maybe even so You ain’t fly like me You ain’t high like me, though These nights in the city got me feeling out of my mind These nights in the city got me feeling out of my mind
[Chorus] Wo-wo-woah, I don’t even know Thinking you can fly, maybe even so You ain’t fly like me You ain’t high like me, though These nights in the city got me feeling out of my mind These nights in the city got me feeling out of my mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
